No one lands there anymore. Planetary mining firms ignore it on their charts. Prospectors do the same. Rumor says the asteroid is possessed.
Suffering the worst congestion, and being most heavily reliant on automated labor, Milan was hardest hit by the Union’s strike.
Sulfuric acid rain patters on my anti-corrosive windows. I wake up to the smell of a full course 3D printed breakfast popping itself out of the wall.
Paris is reeling from massive waves of humanity emerging from a glowing red inter-dimensional portal in the middle of Champ de Mars. Materializing from a crimson ether, people of all varieties, from many times, and many places are washing up at the foot of the Eiffel Tower.
I did learn Kurtz produces more tonnage of beans than any 4 Viceroys combined, and he drinks exclusively XX12-FRENCH~R74 SMALL BATCH coffee.
I’m staying aboard the floating, Virgin Galactic Hotel Venus, on “Earth’s Sister” for the weekend. 32 miles above the scorching surface staring out into the clouds.
One word. Plastics! Route 66 is reborn in plastics. Cutting ribbons during official reopening ceremonies, mayors in cities all along Route 66 celebrated the classic American roadway’s revival.
Embedded with Benjamin**
Adler froze in front of a growling metal beast, a robotic police dog, accompanying a small squad of L.A.P.D officers patrolling the Gilbert Plaza transit station.
The Hoover Dam’s energy creation is now done solely by smashing antimatter into matter, providing more power than ever humanly possible.
Officials estimate over 1000 people were attacked. Eaten alive by ravenous schools of Europan Mega Sharks.
Vive la révolution on the old vertical farm. Rebel cows have also taken over 200 farmhands and robotic laborers hostage.
Captain Thompkins only agreed to be interviewed while flying. So, I signed some waivers, and found myself in the passenger seat of his cloud seeding Osprey. Accepting all the risks that came along with the ride, I’ve got the first pilot to report on America’s geo-engineering effort to combat the Southwest’s Mega-drought of the century.
Tent flaps clattered in the wind as an orange dusk settled over Hercules avenue in downtown Copernicus yesterday evening.
At approximately 24:20 hours on Caligula 16th, Mars federal police hovered to a knife attack at 857 Dr. Manhattan Avenue, in the shade of the gigantic Dow Chemical Red Planet Building.
Linus Mallard III… “This shining new city, on a Martian plain, will be subsumed by the aging and greedy governments still controlling Earth.”
“Pitching is the art of instilling fear,” and with a slight facial twitch he continued on to say, “A guy that throws what he intends to throw, that’s the definition of a good pitcher. And yeah it was a good game, but I just went out there and did as programmed.”
Gliese 1214b: The crisp blue waters, the towering waves with their gnarly sodium acetate trihydrate whitecaps, and the red dwarf sunset are all impressive to the human eye.
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